I'd like to hold you, stroke your hair and whisper "I understand you now, I understand that someone hurt you too."   In response to day 18: grief is a tangible thing, #rainasmprompts   Photograph & poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019 Between the Trees UK Between the Trees US Available internationally


Minutes pass in seconds, A door opens "You're up early?" "She's died." A phrase, a fact. I rise whilst you sleep Cold, calm and soon to be collected.  Withered and wrinkled, yet Wit blossomed in the corner of your smile, Kindness bloomed rosy red in your cheeks, The sun rises, Whilst you sleep. The clouds … Continue reading V